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It's not the way you bring me to my knees |
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It's not the way you borrow, beg or plead |
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It could be false, although it could be true |
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A simple touch, a hand to hold onto |
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I'm on the verge of nowhere |
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The sight, the sound of nobody there |
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CHORUS |
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You can't break the pieces of a broken heart in two |
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So why do you? |
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You can't break the pieces of a broken heart in two |
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Tell me, tell me, why do you? |
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It's not the way you look from side to side |
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Unlock the door, you need not run and hide |
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It could be true, we've taken it a bit too far |
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Sweet and simple is all we really are |
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I'm on the verge of nowhere |
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The sight, the sound of nobody there |
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CHORUS |
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There comes a time, my love, my love |
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There comes a time |
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A friend for summer is a friend forever |
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So they say and so we go |
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Do you believe I would hide the truth from you? |
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Oh, silly girl, there's things I would rather do |
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We spend our time in search of the perfect rhyme |
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When all the while, we have it all the time |
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Falling off the edge of nowhere |
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The sight, the sound of nobody there |
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CHORUS |
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You can't break the pieces of a broken heart in two (why do you?) |
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Why do you? |
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You can't break the pieces of a broken heart in two |
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Tell me, tell me, why? |
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Tell me, tell me, why? |
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Tell me, tell me, why? |
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Tell me, tell me, why? |
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Tell me, tell me, why? |
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Tell me, tell me, why? |